#fnf darnell x fem reader

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Darnell x GN! Reader

. . . Now playing: Tear in my Heart by Twenty one Pilots! . .

A/N: hi again :) so sorry if this sounds sudden but could I have darnell x gn reader who flirts with him? like reader just says the most cheesy and flirtatious lines out of nowhere and it just gets darnell more flustered? i so sorry if you don't understand this I suck at making requests :( anyways have a nice day! (if you don't want to do the request I completely understand!)

Notes: I'm so sorry this took so long im literally going insane rn WHIT SHUT UP YOUR BANGING AGAINST MY HEAD ISN'T HELPING. Anyways I took ALOT of inspo from a certain blue eyed blond haired fucker.

ׂׂૢ Darnell

“You’re ruinin’ my tough guy persona.” Darnell grumbled as you tugged him along. Despite his words he squeezed your palm in return letting you tug him through the alleyways. It was late out in Philly and crime was bound to be rampant.

Fortunately, or maybe it was unfortunately, the reputation your boyfriend held made him notorious around these parts. Delinquents would part when they noticed him and in turn, would part when they noticed you too. 

Darnell sighed, looking at the walls, some were bare, others has colourful language written in spray paint. He noted where the bare walls were, he could pretty them up later. “Where are you takin’ me firefly?” His voice was gravelly when he chuckled. 

“Trust me.” You grinned.

“Are you implying that I don’t trust you?” He raised an eyebrow and you scoffed. “Oh shut up and follow me.” You stood on the bottom rung of a metal ladder that sat on the side of the building.

Darnell raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything as he followed behind you, ignoring the rattling of the ladder as you both climbed to the roof of the building. 

You sat next to him and he hummed, wrapping an arm around your waist. “You’re so pretty.” You smiled, looking at your boyfriend who chuckled and shook his head. “You are! And you’re kind and funny…” Your voice trailed off. “And warm… and soft… so soft..” You yawned. 

“Tired?” He whispered and you nodded. “Lil bit…” He pulled you closer and smiled. “Get some rest. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave, @eclipsacanbe

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Can you do Darnell x fem reader from fnf, btw I like your art <3

(You don't have to force yourself to do it)

Sure thing and thank you I’m uber happy you like my art 💕💕

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Looky what we got in here !

Pico x GN! Reader, Darnell x GN! Reader (Seperate)

. . . Now playing: Game Over - Pico by Funkin' Sound Team! . .

A/N: Darnell and Pico comfort. Takes place post Blazin'

Notes: Watching those two fight, as an older sister with 3 little brothers, made me very pissed.

CW: Mentions of blood and violence. Reader discretion is advised.

ׂׂૢ Pico

“So explain to me why you got into a fist fight with Darnell.” You asked dryly, applying dressing to his knuckles, blood dripped down his fist and Pico grumbled. “We just… got into an argument you know…” He lied through his teeth.

Better to lie than confess that he ended up not killing his ex boyfriend now friend and then lost him and his friends loads of promised money all because of his stupid feelings he held.

Step one of being a mercenary.

Don’t let your feelings get in the way of a successful job. 

It was better this way, you wouldn’t find out about his job, he could continue pretending that he doesn't kill people on a daily basis.

That his hands are stained with the blood of hundreds. 

That the echoed screams have now become nothing but a background noise.

That his actions have torn families apart and ruined lives.

You tightened the bandages on his arm and Pico winced. “What the fuck was that for-” He’s cut off by the look on your face. Cold as steel. He coughs into his fist.

“Just… don’t get into any more fights ok?”

Pico chuckled. Yea right. As if he could avoid that part of his life, but the look you gave him… the one where you analysed his face for any lies. 

“Yea ok… I promise.”

ׂׂૢ Darnell

Darnell rests his forehead against your shoulder, his eyes fluttered shut and his breath came out in short sighs. “That kinda hurts you know.” He mumbles as you worked rubbing alcohol on his palm.

You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth. “Well it’s not my fault you got into a fist fight!” You insisted, putting the tweezers aside. You pulled up some bandages and wrapped them around his fist, slowly and carefully.

Darnell’s eyes slowly followed the movements of your hands, nimble and quick. You taped the fabric together, pulling away. Darnell lifted his hand and made a fist, clenching and unclenching his hand, nodding at your handiwork. “Looks good. Thanks angel.” He smiled, pulling your face close and pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

His lips tasted of iron and ash.

You pulled away and sighed. “Your welcome- just… try not to get into more fights with Pico ok?” You shook your head, disappointed at him. Darnell chuckled, a deep rumble that made you feel warm. “Yea. Promise. Sorry for scarin’ ya angel.”

You smiled softly. “It’s ok.”

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave, @eclipsacanbe

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Dig up my grave and save my body !

Pico x GN! Reader, Darnell x GN! Reader (Seperate)

. . . Now playing: You're so creepy by Ghost Town! . .

A/N: Darnell and pico x alien reader

Notes: I wanna be a sexy alien.

CW: Mentions of school shootings. Reader discretion is advised.

ׂׂૢ Pico

Pico is originally wary of you.

Considering Cassandra was an alien too, he kind of has every right to be cautious.

He doesn’t want a repeat of the school shooting.

He warms up to you eventually, but it takes a lot longer than if you were human.

That fear in him never leaves in a sense.

But god damnit he wants this relationship to work so he’ll try his fucking best to work something out.

Eventually you’ll come to terms with the fact that your relationship definitely isn’t what most people would call your your typical relationship

But you love Pico. 

And he loves you.

And yes you wake up in the middle of the night to help with his night terrors

And ofcourse you whisper words of comfort and hold his hand when his PTSD plagues him with images he would much rather forget.

Your his partner, it’s the least you could do.

ׂׂૢ Darnell

Darnell kinda thinks that it's sick that you’re an alien.

He definitely asks you a million different questions about you and your homeplanet

Takes you to watch different movies and asks you if your home is like that

Wants to know everything

You’re confused about technology? Don’t worry, he’s got you.

Need a hand with anything? He’s by your side in a flash

Shows you the beautiful world of arson and fire.

If anyone dares talk about you in any sort of negative way, he will pull out his brand new lighters and work on a brand new piece

Wonders how he ended up with an alien for a partner but he shrugs it off 

I mean he's so cool who wouldn't want to date him?

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave, @eclipsacanbe

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Making cookies for my love !

Boyfriend x GN! Reader, Girlfriend x GN! Reader, Pico x GN! Reader, Nene x GN! Reader, Darnell x GN! Reader, Senpai x GN! Reader (Seperate)

. . . Now playing: Stir & Mix by LJ LephemStar! . .

A/N: Okay I know this is a fanfic blog but I need to know. Do you think the FNF characters can cook. Like. Throw them in a magic kitchen with all the ingredients they could possibly need; are they gonna come out with a ten layer cake or are they gonna run out of a burning kitchen

Notes: Ok I know you probably didn't expect this but I seriously wanted to do a few headcannons for each. This isn't edited either so.

CW: Mentions of fire. Mentions of food. Reader discretion is advised.

ׂׂૢ Boyfriend

He cannot.

It's literally in the wiki.

Man's cannot cook to save his life.

He has two braincell.

One is beep beep boop.

And the other is you.

He will devour anything you cook for him though.

Final Verdict: Kitchen is in flames.

ׂׂૢ Girlfriend

I'm 50/50 on this one.

She can.

But can doesn't mean should.

I mean she will make you PB & J sandwhiches

But only after you pull her hand out of the peanut butter jar.

So I guess? I mean it's in your best interest that you're with her while you cook.

Final Verdict: Smoke alarm is beeping.

ׂׂૢ Pico

Yea I think he could hold up in the kitchen.

Makes a mean cheese toastie.

You can leave him in there without supervision he's fine.

It's only when you get him to use more than five ingredients and ten steps that he starts sweating.

With enough practise he can make dinner on his own.

Needs a step by step tutorial though.

Also can't handle spice.

Final Verdict: Dinner's ready!

ׂׂૢ Nene

A godess in the kitchen.

Skilled at cutting and chopping.

Knows so many different dishes and can expertly whip something up in a matter of moments.

Let's you lick the spoon.

Oh but no dairy.

No dairy.

Final Verdict: You'll never want to eat out again!

ׂׂૢ Darnell

I get the vibe he really likes baking for some reason.

Makes cookies and cupcakes all the time.

Can't really make anything else though.

He might intentionally try to burn something so keep that in mind.

Only needs supervision when handling the stove or oven

Final Verdict: Dessert's ready!

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave

Non-consentual taglist: @camvrin @sleepdeprivedsprout @eclipsacanbe

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I wanna be with you and waste my time !

Boyfriend x GN! Reader, Girlfriend x GN! Reader, Pico x GN! Reader, Nene x GN! Reader, Darnell x GN! Reader (Seperate)

. . . Now playing: Mary by Alex G! . .

A/N: Who fell first? Who fell harder?

Notes: Meow meow. @sleepdeprivedsprout I'll work on ur fic now. I cooked so hard with Darnells bit wtf.

CW: Swearing. Darnell experiances pyromaniacal fantasies, jokes about sexual intercourse. Reader discretion is advised.

ׂׂૢ Boyfriend

You fell first. Boyfriend fell harder.

You curled up at Boyfriend’s side, letting him stroke your hair softly as you slept. His lips quirked up in a soft smile. He looked down at you with nothing but pure adoration in his eyes. How could someone so… perfect exist? And be his as well? What sort of god did he appease to be so fucking lucky? Boyfriend leaned down to nuzzle his face against the crook of your neck. You were so soft… and warm… and nice… and you were patient with him… and you let him be clingy… and- “Boyfriend?” Your voice was soft and sleepy and so angelic. 

Like a chorus of angels were tugging at your vocal cords.

“Skbeep? Go back to sleep. I’ll be here.” His own voice was soft. That was something else also loved about you. You never alienated him for his way of speaking. You never looked at him strangely. Or whispered things behind his back. God you were everything Boyfriend ever wanted- no. 

Needed in a partner.

You offered him a small smile and Boyfriend could practically feel his heart melt.

God he was smitten.

ׂׂૢ Girlfriend

You fell first. You fell harder.

Girlfriend chuckled, playing with her straw, leaning in to sip from the milkshake she ordered. You could feel your heart flutter at the sound of her laughter. Gosh she was so amazing, she was beautiful and kind and… well she could be kind of stupid at times. But that didn’t make her any less unlikeable.

Maybe it made her even more endearing. She was unique. Different.

Being a demon also helped with that fact.

Girlfriend pulled away and wiped her mouth. "Thanks for taking me here [Name]. This is lovely." She chuckled when the heat rose to your cheeks. You chuckled embarrassingly. "Uh yea- no problem. I mean thanks for coming, you know... I uh- thought you might be busy, so making time to come with me must be a hassle... Sorry I couldn't take you to some place more fancy." You sighed.

She looked around the small ice cream parlour. "I don't mind. I think it's nice." She hummed, red painted nails took you hand and laced her fingers with yours. "But, how about I take you some place else for our second date?" Her voice was low, sultry.

You gulped.

God this woman was going to be the death of you.

ׂׂૢ Pico

You fell first. Pico fell harder.

Pico wiped his gun free of grime and he grumbled when he caught your reflection in the metal. “You can stop trying to sneak up on me.” He grinned when you huffed and dropped at his side. “It’s never going to work. I work as an assassin babe. You’ll never be able to sneak up on me.” He placed a hand on the top of your head and gave you an affectionate smile. “Not even in your sleep?” you pouted and Pico chuckled and shook his head. “Not even in my sleep.”

You huffed and crossed your arms across your chest. “That’s not fair.” You grumbled. Pico couldn’t help but smile, how did he end up so lucky. Who did he have to thank for this? This sort of love - he didn’t think he’d ever feel it again.

Something so pure. Unadultered and honest. 

“Are you going to come to bed?” 

He chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Gimmie five minutes..."

ׂׂૢ Nene

Nene fell first. You fell harder.

Nene smiled and laced her fingers with yours. She swirled the cup with the frosted drink in it. The slushed ice hit the sides and Nene gave you a smug grin. You sat on the curb and pulled open a packet of chips you bought from the 7/11. 

Nene batted her eyes at you.

You snorted and shook your head and passed her the packet.

She grinned, reaching in and fishing out the largest one in the packet. You couldn’t help but stare at her in mock horror as she grabbed the packet and began eating your food. 

You scoffed, pulling out another packet, you knew this would happen so you prepared something beforehand. Nene frowned. “Hey that’s mine…” She reached out and you clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

“You have yours.” You pointed to your bag in her hand. “It’s only fair.” 

She huffed and you chuckled. “Ok how about I eat half and then you can have yours back.” You smiled. Nene shook her head. “Na. It’s fine. I’m just playing with you.” She rubbed her eyes.

You hummed. “Do you wanna go to the playground and mess around on the swings?” You turned to look at the girl who shot you a grin that made your heart flutter. “Fuck yea!”

Man… maybe you were a little in love...

ׂׂૢ Darnell

You fell first. Darnell fell harder.

Darnell pushed on the swing. “You can’t be serious.” He grumbled. “Higher.” You insisted. The man in question rolled his eyes and pushed you higher. “You’re acting like a child.” He mumbled.

You kicked your feet against the ground, trying to push yourself higher. “You didn’t say no to pushing me dick.” You hummed.

Darnell frowned, stepping back, ignoring your annoyed cry for him to come back and continue pushing him. Yea… he didn’t. Why? If Nene, or lord forbid - even Pico had called him at two in the morning, asking him to meet at the playground and then begged him to push them on a swing, they would’ve left with third degree burns, the kind where the skin peels off their face and the blood boils and-

“Darnell.” Your voice snapped him out of his pyromaniacal fantasies. “You look you’re about to cream your pants dude what the fuck.” Your voice was dry and he coughed. “Thinking about arson.” He mumbled and you gave him an exasperated sigh. “Well if you’re gonna jerk off, can you do it away from the playground.” You crossed your arms when he shoots you a dirty glare. 

“What the fuck - pervert.” He scoffed.

“Hey!” You gasped. “You’re the one looking like he’s on the brink of jizzing his pants! I was just telling you to do it away from the children's playground!” You rolled your eyes.

“Oh my fucking god-” He rubbed his forehead, he could feel another migraine throb against his skull tonight. “Let’s just go- I dunno- light fire to a fucking dumpster or something.” He sighed.

Your eyes lit up and even if Darnell was exhausted and annoyed, he couldn’t lie, your smile made this entire ordeal worth it.

“I’ll take that as a yes… Come on.” He shook his head.

Darnell tried to ignore the fluttering in his chest.

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave

Non-consentual taglist: @camvrin @sleepdeprivedsprout @eclipsacanbe

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